Spreading
There is an uneasy silence over Northland College. The sight of students with weapons--mainly guns of some kind--is common enough, but still incredibly surreal. I try to avoid people whenever I can, reviving some long-suppressed instinct from Junior High. The things we do to survive are mad indeed.
From time to time, I see one of the undead, in their typical daze. I've recently received news that my good friend Emily has succumbed to their ranks. May God have mercy on her soul.
Going to and from rehearsal will be the most difficult nightly task I have. I've considered canceling them for the week, but decided against it. Culture is still important, even in the face of the apocalypse.
Especially in the face of the apocalypse.
From time to time, I see one of the undead, in their typical daze. I've recently received news that my good friend Emily has succumbed to their ranks. May God have mercy on her soul.
Going to and from rehearsal will be the most difficult nightly task I have. I've considered canceling them for the week, but decided against it. Culture is still important, even in the face of the apocalypse.
Especially in the face of the apocalypse.